Chapter 907

• Tabitha woke up after a deep sleep. Her room had an incredible view with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a world of pristine white. The snow clinging to the walls created a stark, elegant beauty that felt serene.
• The curtains slid open automatically, letting in the morning sun reflecting off the snow. After a quick wash-up and applying the plain-looking mask to her face, she headed out to prepare the herbal meal for Algernon.
• A blast of biting cold hit her the moment she stepped out, making her tuck her head into her shoulders and let out a sharp sneeze. In the dead of winter, every gust of wind felt like a blade.